After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

When they heard Tiffany's words, the crowd was in an uproar.

The gaze on Jenna became a little different.

"The girl on the stage must be lying, right?" "Yeah, how can a 16-year-old girl know how to compose music?" "People nowadays make up all kinds of lies to become famous." Jenna's face turned white. She hadn't heard of "Wind" at all. She really composed this song herself.

She clenched her fists, her mind going blank.

Suddenly, her eyes met Brayden's encouraging, worried eyes.

She seemed to gain some comfort and looked less nervous.

He seemed to be saying to her, "Don't be afraid. Be brave and be yourself." For a moment, her heart that was pounding seemed to calm down.

The desire to escape also faded.

‘Jenna, you can do it. You can do it. You have to be brave enough to express yourself and say it out loud." Sylvia also frowned, worried about the state of Jenna.

Jenna had been severely traumatized and later disfigured.

She finally get up the courage to stand on stage.

But now she was being questioned.

Although she hadn't heard the song Tiffany was talking about, she intuitively believed that Jenna hadn't copied it.

Clare didn't want to let the talent he had just discovered perish, so he hesitated and asked, "Jenna, do you have anything to say?" The young girl with gauze wrapped around her small face bit her red lip, her clear eyes filled with panic, and for a moment, she seemed to finally calm herself down.

Just when Sylvia wanted to stand up to stop others from asking Jenna more questions Jenna opened her mouth and her clear voice said, "I didn't plagiarize. I've never heard of 'Wind', and the song is indeed my own composition. I ... | can confront that person!" She had the manuscript, and when she composed the song, she had done it casually.

After writing it down, she tore it up and threw it in the trash bin.

Later on, she felt sorry for dumping such a good song, so she picked the manuscript back. It was easy to lose it if tucked into the book, so she simply took a picture and threw away the manuscript.

She really didn't expect anyone to say that she plagiarize others’ song.

Hearing Jenna's justify herself, Tiffany couldn't help but laugh mockingly, "Since you want to be slapped in the face so badly, I'll make it happen.” With that, she dialed Tyler's cell phone. "Professor Grant, I'm at the competition venue and | urgently need you to help me.

Remember to bring proof that "Wind" was composed by you." Tyler was a little baffled, "I told you to play it in the finals? You're playing it so soon?" He had something very important to do today, so he didn't go to watch Tiffany's competition.

But the Evans family gave him a lot of money, so he would not say no to Tiffany's request.

"OK, I'll be right there." The place where Tyler was just happened to be quite close to the opera house, and it only took Tyler ten minutes.

Tiffany hung up the phone and gave Jenna a smug look, "I'm telling you, you thief, you're doomed!" Jenna couldn't help but shudder looking at Tiffany's aggressive look.

She lowered her eyes and didn't say anything.

"You can't say anything, can you? I'm ashamed of you for plagiarizing to become famous." Tiffany scolded in a vicious tone.

She had suffered great humiliation in the face of Sylvia and Cristal, and now she was trying to take it all out on Jenna.

Cristal didn't expect to see a "dark horse" in the preliminary round.

But this dark horse was quite strange, her face wrapped in gauze.

But her name ... sounded vaguely familiar! It seemed that Aldo's adopted daughter was also named Jenna? No, it couldn't be Aldo's adopted daughter.

That adopted daughter had left the country some time ago.

How could she be here? How could there be such a coincidence? She couldn't help but look at Aldo and Mrs. Carson, who were not far away.

The man's face was sullen, and it was obvious that he was not in a very good mood.

Mrs. Carson's voice came out, loud enough for the people around her to hear.

"So what if she can play the piano? Fortunately, we have severed our relationship with her. Otherwise, it would have been a disgrace to our Carson family." The tone of her voice was unpleasant to the ear.

Aldo gave her a look, "Mom, mind your language.” "I'm telling the truth. What? | can't make my own remarks, huh? Shame on her for being a plagiarist!" Before Tyler arrived, Mrs. Carson assmued Jenna was a plagiarist.

The slim young girl stood on the stage. Looking over, she saw Mrs. Carson look at her with disdain, contempt, and disgust ...

It was as if she was never worthy to stand beside the Carsons.

Jenna's heart couldn't help but start beating wildly. She was becoming nervous and uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but want to run away again.

The desire to escape was really strong.

Mrs. Wright couldn't help but be angry when she heard Mrs. Carson's voice.

"Someone is really a snob. That piano teacher has not come to confront Jenna. How could Jenna be regarded as a plagiarist? | advise her to watch her mouth or she might be charged with defamation!" Mrs. Wright said it in a very serious and unpleasant way.

Hearing her voice, Jenna was less tense and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, she didn't seem so scared.

When Mrs. Carson was about to snap back at Mrs. Wright, Tyler came in in a hurry.

Looking at the audience inside the opera house, and then at the young girl Jenna standing on the stage.

He was a bit baffled.

Just as he was about to call Tiffany, he heard Tiffany's complacent voice, "This is my piano teacher Tyler, and everyone has heard of Tyler, right? He has won numerous awards. And the song that Jenna copied was composed by my teacher Tyler! "It's Tyler! Tyler would not steal a young girl's work, right?" "It's probably this young girl stealing Tyler's song.” "I am sick of her poor character.” The audience, who had been watching the show, couldn't help but start talking about it.

Tyler finally understood the whole story.

The young girl on stage had stolen "Wind"! He glanced at Jenna and said with disdain, "Girl, you can contact me if you like this song. With my authorization, you can play it in the competition. Why do you have to copy it?" Obviously, Tyler had considered Jenna as a plagiarist.

Jenna had never seen such a shameless person.

She wanted to sneer and retort like Sylvia did.

But she seemed to be born cute and adorable.

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